Pirate Poems

Hi! I know there are a lot of people who are good poets. Why not post one or all of them here? I really wanna see the creativity you guys have.

Here's my poem below.

Stolen gold was foretold to me. My Parents ye see were among the pirates across the skies, and they were at a loss for a life without risk. With sword and knife I was taught when I was a wee lad. I have a glad heart for I know one day they will not be apart from me.

This one was an old contest entry of mine. Unfortunately, it didn't make the cut. However, it's still a favorite of mine.

Thoughts Preceding an Impossible Rescue

It is I, the hunted,Setting foot on what docksLaced with bronze screws and mildewHave beckoned my name since I took to the skies.What defeat is it that I endure? Simply the thought of my sister-in-armsScratching the iron bars out of the madness engulfing herIs enough to make me try.Is this defeat at all?, I wonder,Kicking a gear aside and into the wind.It is only a show that mustn't take intermissionFor golden coins or bottles of Yum.My defeat, at allIs the hilarity of getting away once more.

Note for clarity: This piece is based off of a pirate's quest to saveher friend from the clutches of the Armada, sacrificing a large amountof gold. She realizes after docking that things will be much harderthan expected.

Happy days, enjoyed by allSlay bells rung with Christmas cheerBelle was the name I was calledI was free, with nothing to fear...

Then arose such a clatterOut there, in the morning coldLittle did I know, my life would be shatteredBy robotic men, with no soul...

I was six at the time, going onto sevenWhen my father was destroyed, along with my motherWhen I watch as my parent's ship, fell through the HeavensAfter I stole onto a lifeboat, sailing to seek cover...

Now here I am again, locked in a cageWaiting for my chance of freedom, to reveal my rage...

...*Eh, this is what I came up with. I'm not that much into poetry, but I figured, why not (i enjoy commenting on these types of threads). Here's a poem about how I was orphaned

Thanks and nice poem. Anne by the way, if you make more haikus i would love to hear them.Highlander Fox love your poem too it was very good. Belle, if that was your first peace i wonder what the second one will be like, probably as good as that .

"Down, she's gonna blow!" was what I could hearAs I was sitting in that rotting cageI've been trapped here, for too many yearsToo many years, holding in my rage...

Then I saw someone as they were coming my wayI thought I was hallucinating, for it looked like Saint NickHis monkey friend looked at me, and just had to say

"Is this the pirate we're looking for?" I felt a little homesick...

They tried to break me free when I told them what I recallWhen they couldn't, I felt like I was gonna cryCannon balls flew as one managed to take out the back wallI was almost free, but stopped to save someone named Subodai...

Now here I am with my crew, stationed in Valencia for another goMy rage has been released, thanks to those robotic men in that fatal morning snow...

i have sailed across the sky's.looking for fame and treasure.but all the gold I've seen.....has not to be pleasured. all the time in my hand's has faded away.... nothing to pry it out at bay.....so, hey, i tried. nothing to do but to ride. on all... those.... skiffs.